Wednesday, February 5, 2014
After an hour and a half drive home in a near white out, I was seriously wondering why I live so far away, and then I got reminded. Five other deer joined this one in the yard, shadowy and silent in the winter twilight. They're after apples buried under the apple trees, left over from last fall. The competition is fierce -- I saw one deer rear up on its hind legs and run at least fifteen feet to drive away another one from the biggest tree. Then they all walked in single file across the frozen pond, the snow up to their bellies, and disappeared into the woods again.